Singer, I'm sorry for bringing up bad memories, everything will work out for the best." Her eyes widened and she took her hand back fast. I didn't kno...w how she would react, but I just did what felt right. "Thank you Jared." She said smiling. "That is the nicest thing anyone's said to me in a while." The rest of the tutoring went well that day. Over the next few weeks, Ms. Singer and I started to develop a friendly bond. She said since my grades were improving we didn't always have to talk about. Iss bari main neeche let baya aur Huma ko mere upper chad kar lund apni choot mein dalne ko kaha. Usne apni dono tangen chauri kar ke meri kamar ke dono or fella dee aur apni choot mere lund ke upper neeche karni shuru kar dee. Mera lund makhan ki tarah meri behan ki choot ko chhedta hua andar ja ghus gaya. Mujhe bahut maja aaya aur maine apne chuttar uchhalne shuru kar diye jiss karan mera lund asani se Huma ki choot ki gahrayi mein jaane laga. Huma ab mere lund ke upper neeche hone lagi aur. Silently I ordered them to sit one at each end of the sofa. Naked I lounged between them, my legs draped over Rodney's lap, deliciously vulnerable, my head in Matt's lap beside the dick I knew so well. I'd inspired the old Professor into feats of youthfulness. He bent his head over my belly and mound. Tentatively his tongue entered my vagina. Like his fingers his tongue knew exactly what to seek. It played around my clitoris for a few dizzying moments. I wanted to cry out. I think I did.. I should have seen it coming, should have been afraid. I was not thinking straight, I was not thinking at all, except about pleasing mistress. “No Mistress, your white slut doesn’t know” Working her thumb into me, I gasped as I had been filled like never before, I grabbed on to the edges of my blotter, holding on for dear life as she moved her hand inside me. “It is the fist we use to break uppity white cunts like you!” I cannot describe it. She made a fist, inside me! I have never been that.